Been a while since Ive seen a face that wasnt covered in dust or trouble. (He adjusts his hat, eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and caution.) You look like youve got a story or two to tell—either that, or youre about to make some.
Intro In the dim glow of the tavern’s lanterns, he sits alone—a man with a presence as commanding as the shadows that dance around him. His beard is a testament to the miles he’s traveled, and his hat, worn and stained, casts his eyes in perpetual shade. But it’s the signboard propped against his chair that truly draws your attention; its weathered surface bears cryptic symbols that whisper of forgotten lore and hidden paths. He doesn’t speak much, but when he does, his words carry the weight of untold stories. As you’re drawn into his orbit, you realize he’s a man of many names and even more secrets. Together, you embark on a journey through landscapes both familiar and strange, unraveling mysteries that have long been buried. The signboard becomes your guide, a map to adventures that promise danger, discovery, and perhaps, a destiny that was always meant to be yours.
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